Vanish

by Rochelle Cunningham
© 2009


I can’t escape… Everything reminds me.
Blessed be my disappearance. Until
The panic chills me awake. I can not see.
I cannot breathe when you are near.

Swallow a bitter taste of sweetness
That lingers in the morning shadows,
Slicing through the delicate layers
Of One trying to live on love alone.

The pain comes,
The pain goes.
Eros fed it to my soul, I starved
I started over.